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Evacuation
On Friday two days before the Second World War broke out on the 3rd of September 1939 I was evacuated to Yarm. I was six years old and along with my sister Doreen and cousin Audrey we, with nearly all of the pupils at our school, (Alexandra Road in Gateshead) walked down to Bensham station and boarded a special train to Yarm. On arrival we all paraded in the town centre square to find out who we were to be looked after by, presumably until the end of the war. Me, my sister, and cousin were picked up and taken to a house not far away. I recall there was a tennis court in the garden but in a state of neglect. There was an apple tree also, to my delight. Next door was a butcher's shop and to my surprise a lad from our street (Leopold Street), Teddy Gladstone, was sitting on a high wall and shouted down "Giz an apple kidda" which I duly obliged. The good people... Read more
Day Out From Thornaby
Do you remember ?
Thornaby Road when it was nothing but a twisting lane all the way to the New Inn
or the long walk to the Half Moon Inn (another one),
the two mile cottages,
snagging turnips after a day's swimming at Leven,
the old corner shop just on the Leven Bridge forever being hit by wagons,
the lady who owned it trying to create a nature reserve in the pool,
getting the bus from the Fox Covert to Thornaby - a treat in itself,
what about the log on the River Leven,
bet you thought it was only Ingleby residents who knew about that, well we swam there as kids.
Hilton Village
My father, Dennis Jepson, lived in Hilton, at the time the Manor was still in operation. He remembered having to doff your hat to the Lord of the Manor, if he were seen in the streets of Hilton. My father was about 8 at the time of his life there. He lived with his mother, Eva Jepson, and Eva's Uncle Jimmy Welford. They lived in the Post-office, and the buildings behind it. Eva worked at the post office, and did the cleaning and cooking for her uncle. Dad went to the school house in Hilton. He used to tell us the school house was so far away from where they lived, but in fact it were right over the street from it. His meaning, was after he fed the chickens at the bottom of the property, it was a long walk to school. They moved out of there, when Jimmy Welford remarried, and the new wife didn't want inlaws about. Jimmy Welford, also was the Manor poacher. My... Read more
??? Manor - Hilton
My search of the 1901 census has just revealed that my great maternal grandfather and his wife were staying there (the Manor at Hilton) on census day and that she was listed as a daughter and he as son in law. Her maiden name was Whitley - married name Sowden. They both originated from Bradford. If anyone can throw a bit more light on this I would be very grateful, such as the name of the Manor which is difficult to read on the census, and any stories etc.
17 Caledonia Street
I was born at 17 Caledonia Street in 1958, delivered by a lady known as Aunty Didd who lived across our street. The second son of Billy and Gwen Mason, originally from Cannon Street, Middlesborough. Yes Rosemary, the street was cobbled with high curbs. The shop was owned by I think Jimmy Spyte (Spyties) who was also a fireman? Our mam would send us with a note (written on the back of a sugar bag) to get groceries on the slate to be paid at the end of the week, we got a little bag of sweets if Mam paid on time. All the kids would play out in the street and we used to play football aganst the police station wall, no one ever complained in those days. We went to the Misson Sunday School on New Street (Mam still has our booklets with the stamps in). Dad worked as a welder at Kennedy Gratings next to Minnories Garage, Stockton (where I would later serve my apprenticeship as panel... Read more
My Home Town....
I was born in 1972 and moved to Thornaby in 1973 where I spent my life until the age of 24. People used to tease me that I was brought up in Thornaby and I was nicknamed 'the roughian'. People would say don't get on the wrong side of her (meaning me!) as I would punch their lights out! The more I defended the town, the more I was ribbed. So Thornaby has a reputation which I am not sure how it came about. I was brought up in Balmoral Avenue which is still a lovely road with 'nice' people living there. I went to Harewood Infants, Westbury Juniors and The Dene (as was) and I regard myself as having a 'decent' upbringing. I don't swear necessarily, I drink in moderation, I don't beat anyone up and I haven't been to jail....yet!!!! So I was wondering if anyone out there could tell me when in fact the quiet little place in Teesside became known as a rough diamond? A X... Read more
RAF Thornaby
I was stationed at RAF Thornaby for three years from 1954, and was welcomed into the community. I made friends with my namesake, Pat Whelan, and was invited to his home for some good parties. I also remember the Malloby family. There was a lad who worked in the cookhouse as a civilian washroom worker and I hung about with him and his mates at the Italian cafe. I also remember the pub at the Thornaby side of the bridge closed half an hour before the one on the Stockton side, as then Thornaby was in Yorkshire and Stockton was County Durham. We used to run over the bridge to get extra drinks. Also I recall going to a dance in Stockton and the entertainer was Lonnie Donegan at the start of his career. All told you were great friendly people to a stranger. I'm 73 now. I was a cook on the drome, hope someone add something who was also around then.
